Reincarnated as a Tabby Cat: Daily Life with the School Beauty Empress

Chapter 39 Mentor Qingfeng

At 10 a.m. the next day, Su Qianxue received a notification from the principal's office.

She changed into a clean school uniform, put Yichen on her shoulder, and went out the door.

The principal's office is on the top floor of the main building, accessible by elevator. The corridor is carpeted in dark colors, and portraits of distinguished alumni from previous years hang on the walls.

Yi Chen leaned on Su Qianxue's shoulder and glanced at the portraits with boredom. He noticed that the first few portraits had such a powerful aura that the canvas could hardly support them, and the paint was faintly glowing with spiritual light.

The door was open, and Li Kaishan was standing behind his desk, flipping through a document.

"You're here, have a seat." He gestured to the sofa.

Su Qianxue walked in and noticed that besides Li Kaishan, there was another person standing in the office.

a woman.

She looked to be around 27 or 28 years old, and was tall, probably over 1.75 meters.

She wore a college instructor's uniform: a dark blue, fitted long skirt paired with a high-necked blouse. The skirt's cut was very flattering, outlining a smooth and overly striking silhouette. Her long legs were encased in black silk stockings and stiletto ankle boots.

Her hair was an unusual silver-gray, tied in a low ponytail that hung down her back, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears.

Her features were somewhat heroic: sword-like eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a straight nose, and thin, well-defined lips. It wasn't the ethereal beauty of Su Qianxue, but a completely different style—capable, assertive, and carrying the unique pressure of a mature woman.

She was holding a file folder in her right hand and had her left hand in her skirt pocket. She was leaning against the windowsill, watching Su Qianxue.

His gaze was calm, but there was an assessment in it, as if he were examining a knife that had not yet been sharpened, judging whether it could be honed.

【Wow.】 Yichen's cat eyes lit up.

[This teacher's setup is pretty impressive. Long legs, slim waist, and a bust size—at least a D cup or higher. Add to that her face, and she's the quintessential mature, sophisticated woman. If I were to rate her, I'd give her a 94. I'm deducting 6 points to prevent her from getting arrogant.]

He shifted his position on Su Qianxue's shoulder to get a better view.

"Su, congratulations on winning the freshman competition. Your performance was outstanding." Li Kaishan put down the documents, walked around the desk to the front, and said, "First of all, congratulations on winning the freshman tournament."

Su Qianxue bowed slightly: "Thank you, Principal."

"Besides congratulations, there's something even more important." Li Kaishan gestured towards the silver-gray-haired woman, "Let me introduce you to Murong Qingfeng, a specially appointed senior tutor at the Imperial Academy in the capital. From today onwards, she will be responsible for your one-on-one training."

Murong Qingfeng walked over from the window and extended his right hand to Su Qianxue.

"Hello, Su." Her voice was in the mid-to-low range, neither too fast nor too slow. "Just call me Teacher Qingfeng. From now on, I will be in charge of your training program, including course arrangements, secret realm training, and combat guidance."

[Murong?]

Su Qianxue's mind raced. Murong Qingfeng, from the Murong family. Yesterday's final opponent, Murong Hui, also had the surname Murong.

What is their relationship?

However, the thought only flashed through my mind.

Regardless of the relationship, Li Kaishan must have had his reasons for making the arrangements. Moreover, Su Qianxue, having been reborn, knew very well that in the face of absolute power, all schemes and plots were worthless. If there were resources to be had, she'd take them first.

She grasped Murong Qingfeng's hand: "Please give me your guidance."

Murong Qingfeng's palm was warm, his fingers long and strong, and he released his grip after a brief moment.

Yi Chen perched on Su Qianxue's shoulder and meowed as a greeting. At the same time, while the two were shaking hands, his gaze wandered furtively towards Murong Qingfeng's collar.

[Tsk, my shirt is about to burst open.]

"An interesting little guy." Murong Qingfeng glanced at Yi Chen, his lips twitching slightly. "A fourth-tier king-level tabby cat, Foshan Shadowless Claw, Illusion, Gravity Space—I watched the arena replay three times. This skill combination is beyond description."

Su Qianxue didn't respond, waiting for her to finish speaking.

Murong Qingfeng didn't waste any words: "I've already drafted the specific training plan, we'll talk about it on the way. Before that," she looked at Li Kaishan.

Li Kaishan understood and took over the conversation.

"Student Su, there's something I need to make clear to you." He clasped his hands in front of him. "Teacher Murong has the highest level of access in our academy. She can take you freely into and out of all the academy's secret realms—beginner, intermediate, advanced, and even top-tier—without restriction. All resources, materials, and fragments of cultivation techniques obtained within these realms belong to you."

Su Qianxue's pupils contracted slightly.

All of it belongs to me?

She knew all too well what this meant.

The secret realm system of the Imperial Academy in the capital, especially the advanced and top-level secret realms, contains resources that would be extremely valuable outside.

A single thousand-year-old spiritual herb can easily cost tens of thousands of spirit stones, and a single enhancement pill is priceless. For her current cultivation progress, these things are not icing on the cake, but rather a lifeline in the snow.

"This treatment—" She hesitated for a moment.

"It's not just you," Li Kaishan said. "The top two freshmen receive the same treatment. The Empire is currently in dire need of talent, so it will vigorously cultivate promising young people. You should also be aware of the relationship between the four great empires—"

Things are not peaceful.

Su Qianxue knew this better than anyone else.

In her previous life, she ascended to the position of Empress, which was backed by a century-long power struggle and war between four great empires.

Border skirmishes have been constant, and large-scale battles occur every few years. Ultimately, the empire's true strength depends on the number of high-level martial artists and top-tier contracted beasts.

Every seed with the potential to break through to the Immortal Realm level is a strategic resource for the empire.

"I will try my best, Principal," Su Qianxue said.

Li Kaishan nodded: "Study diligently under Teacher Qingfeng's guidance. Also, remember to complete the tasks assigned by the academy regularly to accumulate credits. This is a mandatory requirement of the academy and a way to build up strength for the empire. The championship is not the finish line, but the starting line."

"clear."

After giving his instructions, Murong Qingfeng gestured to Su Qianxue: "Come with me. I'll show you the training area first."

The two walked out of the main building and headed towards the east campus of the college along a tree-lined path.

Murong Qingfeng took long strides, so Su Qianxue had to quicken her pace slightly to keep up.

Yi Chen squatted on Su Qianxue's shoulder, using this angle to openly and honestly observe the new mentor walking beside him.

Upon closer inspection, Murong Qingfeng's skin was fair, but not the cold white of Su Qianxue; rather, it was a healthy ivory white. The lines of her collarbone were faintly visible beneath her shirt collar, and her ponytail swayed gently with each step she took.

[Not bad, not bad—wait, what exactly is her strength again?]

Yi Chen put aside those chaotic thoughts and carefully sensed Murong Qingfeng's aura.

His cat-like pupils suddenly contracted.

deep.

Very deep.

Like a bottomless well. The surface is calm, but what lies at the bottom is so heavy that it makes his senses tingle.

[Tenth Rank — at least tenth rank. Maybe even the peak of the tenth rank. This woman is a true powerhouse.]

Yichen behaved himself, lay down, and stopped looking around.